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Then there was great rejoicing in the house of Tokubei; and he gave a

feast to all his friends in celebration of the happy event。 But on the

night of the feast the nurse O…Sode was suddenly taken ill; and on the

following morning; the doctor; who had been summoned to attend her;

announced that she was dying。





Then the family; in great sorrow; gathered about her bed; to bid her

farewell。 But she said to them:





〃It is time that I should tell you something which you do not know。 My

prayer has been heard。 I besought Fudo…Sama that I might be permitted to

die in the place of O…Tsuyu; and this great favor has been granted me。

Therefore you must not grieve about my death。。。 But I have one request to

make。 I promised Fudo…Sama that I would have a cherry…tree planted in the

garden of Saihoji; for a thank…offering and a commemoration。 Now I shall

not be able myself to plant the tree there: so I must beg that you will

fulfill that vow for me。。。 Good…bye; dear friends; and remember that I was

happy to die for O…Tsuyu's sake。〃







After the funeral of O…Sode; a young cherry…tree; the finest that could

be found; was planted in the garden of Saihoji by the parents of O…Tsuyu。

The tree grew and flourished; and on the sixteenth day of the second month

of the following year; the anniversary of O…Sode's death; it blossomed

in a wonderful way。 So it continued to blossom for two hundred and

fifty…four years; always upon the sixteenth day of the second month; 

and its flowers; pink and white; were like the nipples of a woman's

breasts; bedewed with milk。 And the people called it Ubazakura; the

Cherry…tree of the Milk…Nurse。









DIPLOMACY







It had been ordered that the execution should take place in the garden of

the yashiki (1)。  So the man was taken there; and made to kneel down in a

wide sanded space crossed by a line of tobi…ishi; or stepping…stones; such

as you may still see in Japanese landscape…gardens。 His arms were bound

behind him。 Retainers brought water in buckets; and rice…bags filled with

pebbles; and they packed the rice…bags round the kneeling man; so wedging

him in that he could not move。 The master came; and observed the

arrangements。 He found them satisfactory; and made no remarks。





Suddenly the condemned man cried out to him:





〃Honored Sir; the fault for which I have been doomed I did not wittingly

commit。 It was only my very great stupidity which caused the fault。 Having

been born stupid; by reason of my Karma; I could not always help making

mistakes。 But to kill a man for being stupid is wrong; and that wrong

will be repaid。 So surely as you kill me; so surely shall I be avenged; 

out of the resentment that you provoke will come the vengeance; and evil

will be rendered for evil。〃。。。





If any person be killed while feeling strong resentment; the ghost of that

person will be able to take vengeance upon the killer。 This the samurai

knew。 He replied very gently; almost caressingly:





〃We shall allow you to frighten us as much as you please  after you are

dead。 But it is difficult to believe that you mean what you say。 Will you

try to give us some sign of your great resentment  after your head has

been cut off?〃





〃Assuredly I will;〃 answered the man。





〃Very well;〃 said the samurai; drawing his long sword;  〃I am now going

to cut off your head。 Directly in front of you there is a stepping…stone。

After your head has been cut off; try to bite the stepping…stone。 If your

angry ghost can help you to do that; some of us may be frightened。。。 Will

you try to bite the stone?〃





〃I will bite it!〃 cried the man; in great anger; 〃I will bite it!  I

will bite〃 





There was a flash; a swish; a crunching thud: the bound body bowed over

the rice sacks; two long blood…jets pumping from the shorn neck;  and

the head rolled upon the sand。 Heavily toward the stepping…stone it rolled:

then; suddenly bounding; it caught the upper edge of the stone between its

teeth; clung desperately for a moment; and dropped inert。







None spoke; but the retainers stared in horror at their master。 He seemed

to be quite unconcerned。 He merely held out his sword to the nearest

attendant; who; with a wooden dipper; poured water over the blade from haft

to point; and then carefully wiped the steel several times with sheets of

soft paper。。。 And thus ended the ceremonial part of the incident。







For months thereafter; the retainers and the domestics lived in ceaseless

fear of ghostly visitation。 None of them doubted that the promised

vengeance would come; and their constant terror caused them to hear and to

see much that did not exist。 They became afraid of the sound of the wind in

the bamboos; afraid even of the stirring of shadows in the garden。 At

last; after taking counsel together; they decided to petition their master

to have a Segaki…service (2) performed on behalf of the vengeful spirit。





〃Quite unnecessary;〃 the samurai said; when his chief retainer had uttered

the general wish。。。 〃I understand that the desire of a dying man for

revenge may be a cause for fear。 But in this case there is nothing to

fear。〃





The retainer looked at his master beseechingly; but hesitated to ask the

reason of the alarming confidence。





〃Oh; the reason is simple enough;〃 declared the samurai; divining the

unspoken doubt。 〃Only the very last intention of the fellow could have been

dangerous; and when I challenged him to give me the sign; I diverted his

mind from the desire of revenge。 He died with the set purpose of biting the

stepping…stone; and that purpose he was able to accomplish; but nothing

else。 All the rest he must have forgotten。。。 So you need not feel any

further anxiety about the matter。〃





 And indeed the dead man gave no more trouble。 Nothing at all happened。









OF A MIRROR AND A BELL







Eight centuries ago; the priests of Mugenyama; in the province of Totomi

(1); wanted a big bell for their temple; and they asked the women of their

parish to help them by contributing old bronze mirrors for bell…metal。





'Even to…day; in the courts of certain Japanese temples; you may see heaps

of old bronze mirrors contributed for such a purpose。 The largest

collection of this kind that I ever saw was in the court of a temple of the

Jodo sect; at Hakata; in Kyushu: the mirrors had been given for the making

of a bronze statue of Amida; thirty…three feet high。'







There was at that time a young woman; a farmer's wife; living at

Mugenyama; who presented her mirror to the temple; to be used for

bell…metal。 But afterwards she much regretted her mirror。 She remembered

things that her mother had told her about it; and she remembered that it

had belonged; not only to her mother but to her mother's mother and

grandmother; and she remembered some happy smiles which it had reflected。

Of course; if she could have offered the priests a certain sum of money in

place of the mirror; she could have asked them to give back her heirloom。

But she had not the money necessary。 Whenever she went to the temple; she

saw her mirror lying in the court…yard; behind a railing; among hundreds of

other mirrors heaped there together。 She knew it by the Sho…Chiku…Bai in

relief on the back of it; those three fortunate emblems of Pine; Bamboo;

and Plumflower; which delighted her baby…eyes when her mother first showed

her the mirror。 She longed for some chance to steal the mirror; and hide

it; that she might thereafter treasure it always。  But the chance did not

come; and she became very unhappy; felt as if she had foolishly given

away a part of her life。 She thought about the old saying that a mirror is

the Soul of a Woman  (a saying mystically expressed; by the Chinese

character for Soul; upon the backs of many bronze mirrors); and she

feared that it was true in weirder ways than she had before imagined。 But

she could not dare to speak of her pain to anybody。







Now; when all the mirrors contributed for the Mugenyama bell had been sent

to the foundry; the bell…founders discovered that there was one mirror

among them which would not melt。 Again and again they tried to melt it; but

it resisted all their efforts。 Evidently the woman who had given that

mirror to the temple must have regretted the giving。 She had not presented

her offering with all her heart; and therefore her selfish soul; remaining

attached to the mirror; kept it hard and cold in the midst of the furnace。





Of course everybody heard of the matter; and everybody soon knew whose

mirror it was that would not melt。 And because of this public exposure of

her secret fault; the poor woman became very much ashamed and very angry。

And as she could not bear the shame; she drowned herself; after having

written a farewell letter containing these words:







〃When I am dead; it will not be difficult 

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